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Kohala Coast, Hawaii | Morning & Afternoon | Wednesday | February 23rd

It was yet another lovely day in Hawaii. The sun was shining, the ocean was clear and there wasn't a flake of snow in sight. Getting sick of it yet? Yeah, we aren't either.

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"Hey, hey, I just said I would take you, not that we should go right the fuck now," he assured her, holding up a hand. "It was a compliment, I promise. I was just illustrating that you are the kind of girl I would ask to go along with me should I decide to skinny dip with anyone. I'm not trying to nick you off some dude named Puck."

Puck was still a weird, weird name to him. Of course, it rhymed with one of his favorite words so he could forgive it.

"There will be no settling," he added, shaking his head. "You want this Puck guy to take you skinny dipping? Trust me, hint about it and he'll get it and you'll have a skinny dipping date before you can even picture him naked."

"Well," Quinn said, a little sheepish, "compliment accepted. And I didn't say I wanted to go skinny dipping, just ..."

She broke the muffin into pieces. "This being taken again thing is still kind of new for me."

"Aww, young love," Nathan sighed, putting both hands over his heart and heaving an even bigger sigh. "What brought that on anyway? Something in the Hawaiian air? It's gotta be laced with some fucking acid because I've even been nicer than usual."

"We had a good time at the dance, then we had a kid together," Quinn answered lightly. "There wasn't some huge clap of thunder when we got to the island, just ... no reason not to give it a try, right? I didn't say I was in love with him."

She toyed with her food a bit and added, "Though I'm not totally convinced I wasn't drugged somewhere along the way."

"Figure of speech," he said, waving that off. "Those fucking kids, man. I thought Caroline might punt ours out the window."

They were such amazing parents. Still.

"Though, Quinn, I must despair because this brings to an end any possibility of me actually asking you to skinny dip. My devastation will be buried under mounds of fucking ice cream too. The lack of nakedness is upsetting!"

"We got a good one," Quinn said. "I mean, she probably took ten years off my life when she showed up. But other than that she wasn't a bad kid."

Of course she thought that; Beth was a lot like Quinn.

"Are you going to cry?" she asked sounding interested. "'Cause that would wreck my breakfast."

"Crying might be a little too much," he admitted, snickering. "I'll just be sad at the missed opportunities and shoot this Puck guy very jealous glances whenever I pass him in the hall on the way to science club!"

There was obvious sarcasm there but he really was just teasing her, amazingly.

Quinn snorted. "Maybe you two can have a really kicking grudge match in chess club some day," she suggested. "Just thinking about it turns me on."

"He just better recognize that I wear loafers and cardigans better than he ever will," Nathan decided, nodding decisively. Of course, he'd never met this Puck guy but he still did it better!

"Though, man, if chess turns you on, I'd guess that your panties must catch on fire when someone breaks out the backgammon board," Nathan joked, smirking. "Maybe have to excuse yourself and all. I can see it."

"Please," Quinn said. "Backgammon is for losers, duh. Unless maybe it lights your panties on fire."

Nathan pretended to be completely offended even if he was laughing at the same time. "Quinn, there is something inherently wrong with that assumption. I do not wear panties so how could they be on fire?"

Quinn groaned theatrically. "Great," she informed the universe as a whole. "He's still making me think about his crotch. I may vomit after all."

She wasn't nearly as offended as she was pretending to be.

"Um, it is very mean to lie about my crotch like that," Nathan said, shaking his head. "No one vomits when they think of that. It's all flowers and chocolate and pleasant, pleasant feelings."

Quinn couldn't stop herself from laughing at that. "Sorry," she said. "I just can't top flowers and chocolate. Really?"

"Indeed," Nathan said, all smiles. "Other people might think it something else pleasurable, of course, as beauty is in the eye of the beholder but the associations are good. Always good."

"How is it," Quinn wondered, tilting her head way back, "that you can keep coming up with the most insane, self-aggrandizing, stuff, and you can smile when you say it? It's like you never even heard of shame."

"Shame's not a word I let enter my vocabulary," Nathan said, shrugging lazily. "Why should it? Life's too fucking short to care about what other people think, yeah? They're not the motherfucking boss of me."

"Okay, but other people can make your life completely miserable," Quinn said skeptically. "You need to either get them to like you or get them to be afraid of you."

"Other people can make your life miserable if you let them," Nathan pointed out. "If you don't let them, there's no misery and there's absolutely no need to listen to Coldplay songs in your dorm room while you cry over the insult someone threw at you at lunch time."

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